Erniu was very smart. He hid in the corner and ate the fat chicken without making any sound. The tempting aroma of the fat chicken was also covered by the smell of the damp soil after the heavy rain.

After finishing a fat chicken in no time, Erniu squinted his eyes comfortably.

This is a happy dog ​​life. It almost choked on the vegetarian buns it ate in the morning.

Erniu stood up, shook off the water droplets on his body, and his ears suddenly stood up.

Two people came from a distance and wandered stealthily at the gate of the courtyard.

"The gate is locked. How can we get in?" asked Aunt Eight, who was wrapped in black cloth from head to toe.

Uncle Eight was also wrapped in black cloth, with only his face showing: "The wall is not high, I will lift you over it."

"What about you?" Aunt Eight asked, grabbing the black cloth at her collar.

"Stupid woman, can't you remove the bolt from the inside when you get in?"

Auntie Ba suddenly realized: "Yes, this will also make it easier for the girl to run away after scaring her."

Once Xie Qingyao saw a ghost, she would definitely scream loudly, and the maids and old women who had gone to bed would certainly get up to check. In that case, it would be too late and too conspicuous to escape by climbing over the wall. The best option was to sneak out through the courtyard gate during the chaos.

Auntie Ba looked at the wall that was half a head taller than her and said nervously, "Old man, be careful. Don't let me fall."

"Why are you talking so much? Hurry up." Uncle Eight squatted down and stretched out his hands with his hands folded.

In the darkness, Erniu sat steadily, tilting his head to observe the two men's actions.

Auntie stepped on Uncle Ba's hand, and with the help of Uncle Ba's strength, she climbed up the wall and carefully flipped over.

Uncle Ba was leaning against the wall, and when he heard the gentle sound of footsteps falling from inside, he couldn't help but smile.

Soon, the gate of the courtyard opened gently, and Auntie poked her head out and called out in a low voice, "Old man, come in quickly."

"What are you shouting about!" Uncle Ba cursed and walked quickly towards the gate.

Erniu tilted his head and watched Uncle Ba walk over. He stood up, shook his fur to get rid of the water droplets, and followed quietly. When he got into the courtyard, he raised his front paws to close the half-open wooden door, and pushed the bolt back with his mouth.

The big dog moved very smoothly throughout the whole process without making any sound. Uncle Eight and Aunt Eight, who were just looking around the yard, were completely unaware of the changes behind them.

The courtyard where Xie Qingyao lived was called Zhenxiaju. There was lush grass in the courtyard and an apricot tree that had already produced green fruits, with many branches sticking out of the wall.

The two of them looked around and felt a little nervous at the cold and empty yard.

After a while, Uncle Eight pushed Aunt Eight and said, "What are you standing there for? Take off the black cloth on you!"

Auntie pulled off the black cloth and stuffed it into Uncle Eight's hand, revealing a set of extremely pale clothes. She then took something out of her arms and put it on her face.

Erniu's eyes widened, obviously surprised by the change in his aunt.

At this moment, Auntie Ba was wearing a mask made of white paper, with only two narrow slits for her eyes to see. Although it was simple, it was scary enough to see it in the middle of the night.

"Go quickly, finish your work quickly and go back to bed early."

Auntie took a deep breath, took two steps forward, stopped, turned around and asked, "Is it okay to just stand at the window?"

After all, this is my first time pretending to be a ghost, so I have no experience.

“Knock on the window first!”

Aunt Eight hesitated and stretched out her hand.

Erniu narrowed his eyes, and his whole body flew into the air, knocking Aunt Ba, who had just stood outside the window, to the ground.

The eighth aunt was already guilty of being a thief, and she hadn't yet come out of the shadow of seeing a ghost in the funeral hall. She was suddenly hit by a black shadow and couldn't help but scream: "There is a ghost——"

The scream was high and piercing, and could be heard from far away in an instant.

Uncle Ba was also frightened at this moment. He stood there in a daze, forgetting to react until several lights came on. Then he woke up as if from a dream and ran out.

He had only one thought: to escape from this place of trouble as soon as possible and not to be caught at any cost!

Uncle Eight rushed to the gate of the courtyard and pulled hard without even looking.

The gate remained motionless.

A chill ran up from Uncle Eight's tailbone.

He deliberately left the gate half closed when he came in, so how could he not be able to open it?

Thinking of the weirdness in the mourning hall, Uncle Ba’s legs went weak: Is there really a ghost?

The mourning hall suddenly darkened in broad daylight, the sudden thunder and heavy rain, and the two women going crazy at the same time, these scenes flashed through Uncle Ba's mind like a kaleidoscope.

It is impossible to say that he did not have any thoughts at the time, but he was just afraid that his wife would cause trouble, so he pretended not to care.

This may sound like a long story, but it actually only takes a moment.

Erniu removed the claw that was stepping on Aunt Ba's face, tensed his body, flew behind Uncle Ba, and bit his butt hard.

"Ah——" Uncle Ba let out a scream even louder than Aunt Ba's.

At this moment, not only did the figures in the yard move, but people in other courtyards who heard the sound were either holding lanterns or holding sticks, and some were so impatient that they didn't even bother to put on their shoes and ran over here.

Uncle Eight was lying face down on the ground, not even knowing who had attacked him, and he was struggling with all his might.

Erniu turned his head and saw the person rushing out. He slowly opened his mouth and slipped into the banana bush at the foot of the wall.

"Who?" The person who rushed over held up the lantern and waved it back and forth. The originally cold and empty courtyard suddenly seemed as if it were daytime.

The window was opened silently, and Jiang Si and Xie Qingyao stood side by side at the window, looking out.

A scream came from the yard: "Ghost——"

The one who spoke was a little maid, who pointed at the disheveled person on the ground with a terrified look on her face, and her legs went limp with fear.

The woman was lying face down on the ground, her face pale from the side and her facial features unclear. Her hand stretched out at an angle was as dry as a stick of firewood, and looked completely bloodless under the light.

If a person saw this scene, he would be scared to death. Fortunately, there were many people here, so apart from a few screams, there was no other disturbance.

Another exclamation came: "Hey, that seems to be the Eighth Elder."

Jiang Si looked carefully and whispered to Xie Qingyao, "That woman is wearing a mask."

Xie Qingyao's eyes flashed with anger. He turned around and walked out. Standing on the stone steps outside the house, he shouted, "Tie up these two ghost-like thieves!"

As soon as they heard the eldest girl's voice, everyone gathered around her.

Aunt Ba came over slowly, jumped up and ran out.

The crowds were brave, and when they saw the "ghost girl" trying to run away, they were no longer afraid. An old woman decisively stretched out her foot and tripped the "ghost girl" to the ground. The paper mask on the "ghost girl"'s face fell off and was blown by the wind and swayed on the ground.

"It's the Eighth Madam!" The old woman who saw her recognized her immediately.

Seeing the maids and servants surrounding the two of them, Uncle Eight covered his bleeding butt and said hurriedly, "What a misunderstanding, what a misunderstanding!"

Xie Qingyao walked up to the two of them and said coldly, "Misunderstanding? Then Uncle Eighth and Aunt Eighth can explain what the misunderstanding is in front of the clan members and my uncle later."

Auntie got panicked when she heard this and cried, "Qingyao, we are a family, how can you drag outsiders into this and make fun of us?"

Xie Qingyao sneered: "That's your joke, not mine. Someone, go and invite the prince, the elders of the clan, and my uncle over!"